Bullied By The Triplets Novels & Stories

Vikramaditya leaned back into the leather seat of his private jet, the hum of the engines a steady reminder that he was already in motion, chasing shadows across continents. Mary’s words echoed in his mind like a haunting refrain—You are a father… of triplets. He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply, but disbelief clung to him like a second skin. Fatherhood had never been part of his carefully charted destiny, and yet here it was, demanding answers he could not ignore. Dharna held those answers, and finding her was more urgent than the storm of emotions threatening to consume him.

“I know I'll come out of this, but I don't know how. And at the same time, I'm afraid I'm going to lose Mabel and the kids to Tom.” “C'mon, man,” Kyu-hun snapped. “Come out of it. Mabel loves you. The triplets know what an awesome Dad you're, they won't want anybody else.” “This is just a phase,” he added. “My grandfather said if a situation doesn't break you, it makes you stronger.” I pulled him into a hug. “Thank you.” He tapped my back. “You're welcome, prodigal best friend.” I chuckled. “What?”

“What are you doing, freak?” She flinched back as the football hit the lockers next to her face. This time she couldn’t tell herself that the proximity of its strike wasn’t deliberate. She turned to look over her shoulder at the Evil Triplets. They weren’t actually triplets, but they seemed to share almost everything and so she had taken to calling them that in her head. They were called the Triquetra by the other students at the school, but she thought Evil Triplets was much more truthful.

Strands of his brown hair rested on his face, but they only seemed to highlight his handsomeness. “I… I don’t think you should be walking with me, Leon.” I said, rising to my feet. If anyone saw us, it could bring me unwanted attention. I hadn’t gotten over the bullying from last year. I didn’t want another one to begin. “We walked together when we were kids. What’s the difference now?” Leon chuckled, and the memories I wanted to push aside, resurfaced. But looking at the sincerity on his face, I couldn’t refuse. We were neighbors as kids, and we had played together every single day. Even our parents expected us to end up together once we were old enough.

“The triplets... they bought the potion from me. I’m just a young potion vendor. I had no idea what they were planning. They used it on you. The betrayal... it was a trap!” A roar erupted through the hall. Expressions of shock and outrage were immediate. But no one reacted faster than the triplets themselves. “He’s lying!” one of them shouted. “This is nonsense—the plan was his from the start!” “What are those triplets talking about? Everyone knows they’ve always tried to steal the leadership of the pack.” I heard whispers and saw disapproving glances from the guests. It was exactly what I wanted. After all, they’re my brothers, and I still had to act justly. I couldn’t punish them based on

That's why you'll never be a father to my kids. Michael stumbled back, his face red and eyes wild. He pushed Rachel into retaliation sending her to the floor. “No! Daniella screamed as Damian and Dante shouted in unison, “Don’t hurt Mommy! Ethan’s restraint snapped. With a growl, he threw a punch, his fist connecting with Michael’s jaw. Blood spattered as Michael staggered, clutching his face. The triplets, emboldened by Ethan’s defense, joined the fray. Damian and Dante beat Michael’s legs with small fists and Daniella flailed weakly at him.

She reached out and grabbed her two brothers, wrapping her arms around their waists on either side. "Ooh, I'm going to miss you guys." Rain kissed the side of Flower's head. “I will miss you all, too.” Sky hugged Rain and Flower. “For the first time, in our eighteen years together, we will be apart. That makes me a little sad." The triplets hugged each other tightly. In the large second-floor window, a four-year-old triplets stared at them with their noses pressed against the glass. "They're weird," Summer said. "They're sad," Forest said.

They fight together in a puppy pile, wrestling and giggling with each other. All three boys are up and walking, both Demetrios and Calix are flying, and Brison is using two- and three-word phrases, though the other two are quickly catching up to him. Nine month old triplets are fucking exhausting. And just think, we’ll have another set of triplets in the matter of two months. Six kids under one. What the fuck were we thinking? Especially with two being demi-gods, two being Nephilim, and two being werewolves.

She ran out screaming and Ella pushed her into the pool. Bam, frogs spoiled the dinner and her reddened face and drenched clothes spoiled the complete evening. Luca and I usually pull some pranks but never did something like that. Our parents thought we did all that. Triplets were just 10. With those cute eyes and bubbly looks, they slide away. Luca and I got an earful. Luca got the most. He tried to explain that was triplets. Smart chicks blamed him for everything. He was grounded for two weeks and punished to clean an old garage all on his own. From that day he had been hating them. Whenever they visit us, he picked up stupid fights with them. Even he grew up he never quit bullying them. T

He looked at her, then at the man under him, and slowly lowered his fist, though he didn't let go. "You are lucky she is here," Draven snarled. "Or you would be dead." Moments later, sirens wailed in the distance, growing louder. Lights flooded the room as security and police swarmed in. The power came back on with a hum. "Mommy! Daddy!" The triplets came running down the stairs, safe and sound. They had hidden in the wardrobe. Belle dropped to her knees, gathering them into a crushing hug, sobbing in relief. "Oh my babies! You are safe! You are safe!"